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Chapter 1552 Talent Pool Behind the Iron Curtain (First Update, Please Subscribe)
Nearly ten hours later, the Tu-114 aircraft that took off from New Delhi landed at Moscow Airport.

After the plane landed, the man got off the plane and went through customs inspection like everyone else. The only difference was that as soon as he got out of customs, he got into a car that had been waiting for a long time.

Over the past dozen hours, Lubyanka has been keeping an eye on the "delivery man" to ensure he arrives in Moscow safely.

A few hours later, the man's suitcase appeared in Zelenograd.

Zelenograd means "Green City" in Russian. The city was designed as a scientific sanctuary, with research institutes and large factories, as well as schools, nurseries, cinemas, libraries and hospitals for researchers and their families. The city center is the Moscow Institute of Electronic Technology, and even the brick walls of the school imitate American universities. Zelenograd can also be called the Soviet Silicon Valley.

"These are all SEA's most advanced microprocessors!"

In electronic research, the researchers took out a microprocessor and started their research again. Whether to develop it independently or to imitate it was a problem for Soviet researchers. The former was more difficult, while the latter was easier.

In order to achieve results faster, some people here are now engaged in independent research while others are imitating, basically walking on two legs.

Although, a few years ago, due to the comprehensive embargo on SEA, in order to get rid of the bottleneck dilemma, the Soviet Union had to choose independent research and development.

However, for the Soviet scientific community, which was accustomed to copying integrated circuits, the road to independent research and development was difficult, especially in the face of urging from the military, aerospace and other departments.

They finally chose to copy, which is to dissect the integrated circuit with a microscope, take a photo and copy its design, and then produce it. Although their yield rate has not been high due to technical constraints, it can at least meet the needs of the military and other departments.

In comparison, independent research and development is really too difficult, and until now we have not actually launched a product of our own.

Just as scientists were studying SEA's microprocessor and preparing to copy it, in the computing center, Yuri Alexandrovich once again cast his gaze toward the sky and the earth outside the window.

"Well, you'll be free soon..."

Yuri, 36, was born in Petrograd. He lost his parents during the siege. When he was a teenager, he happened to catch up with the siege of Leningrad. Both his parents starved to death and he was raised by his uncle. He studied at the Leningrad Naval Academy and after graduation was assigned to work in the Pacific Fleet as a navigator.

He got married and settled down in Vladivostok at the age of 23. His wife was not a good person. After a quarrel, she reported to the organization that her husband had made inappropriate remarks, and he was suspended from work for more than a year. Fortunately, it was the Khrushchev era, and after investigation, it was found that it was completely false. He was reinstated but was not allowed to go to sea again. If it was the steel age, even if he was not shot, he would be thrown into Siberia.

But after all this trouble, Yuri had no hope of promotion in the army. After his divorce, he retired and returned to his hometown of Leningrad to study again. Just two months ago, he was promoted to director of the computer center and became an expert in automatic control. In his spare time, he likes to write and joined the Petrograd Literary Society.

However, no one knew that the more Yuri read, the stronger the idea in his mind became: he wanted to leave the Soviet Union.

"Patrushev!"

Once again, Yuri repeated the name.

To the Soviets, Patrushev was a sinner. Two years ago, this 19-year-old young man did something that no one else had done - swimming from the Black Sea to Türkiye!

That day he swam 35 kilometers to Türkiye!

Although the Soviet Union sentenced Patrushev to death for treason in his absence, and newspapers criticized him at length, for Yuri, Patrushev was still a role model.

"Maybe……"

For Yuri, who came from the navy, he was very good at swimming and understood the hydrological conditions. He believed that he could do what Patrushev did and swim to Türkiye.

But on the other hand, after Yuri came to the computer center, he learned another way to leave here.

"As long as you have a Ukrainian passport, you can take a plane from Hungary to leave the Soviet Union and go to SEA!"

is this real?
Yuri didn't understand it at first, but later he found out that someone really did it, and it was so magical.

But as a Soviet citizen, Yuri only has a Russian passport. What should he do?

This did not pose a problem for Yuri. Just a few months ago, Yuri applied to work at the University of Kyiv. His reason was simple - to support Ukraine's construction.

In order to cover up his tracks, he even submitted an application to buy a car after submitting this application, which means that his tendency to flee was greatly reduced.

Moreover, Moscow has always encouraged Russians to work in other republics to increase the proportion of local Russians. So those who are willing to leave Moscow and work in the republics cannot be stopped.

"Yuri."

At this time someone came up to him and said:

"You're going to Kiev next week, let's get together this weekend to see you off!"

Facing his friend's farewell, Yuri smiled and said:
"Thank you my friend!"

A week later, Yuri Alexandrovich finally boarded the train to Kiev.

At this time, although it was March, it snowed again.

Yuri looked at the confusing wind and snow outside the car window, a little dazed.

The high-speed train was running on the vast plains of Eastern Europe. Fields, coniferous forests, frozen lakes and villages passed by the window. A few hours later, when the high-speed train was about to enter Ukraine, the police began to check the passports of the passengers.

"Citizens, please show us your passports."

The Soviet Union's domestic passport was a kind of ID card, and all citizens over the age of 16 were required to have a passport. Rural residents could not leave their place of residence for more than days, and even for such a vacation, they had to obtain permission from the rural committee.

For this reason, when traveling to other places, the police will check their passports, ask them where they are going and how long they will stay. When it was Yuri's turn, as soon as Yuri mentioned that he was going to work at the University of Kyiv, the police immediately expressed their welcome.

In this way, Yuri entered Ukraine. After registering at the University of Kyiv, he immediately went to the local police station to handle the formalities and applied for a Ukrainian passport. This was not urgent, but a normal procedure. When he walked out of the police station again, Yuri's steps were relaxed and his mood was happy. At the moment he walked down the stairs, he even jumped lightly, and then whistled with some pride. He looked up at the sky and said:
"The sunshine is really nice today!"

……

sunny!

When I walked out of the airport, I looked up at the sky. It was cloudless and the sun was shining brightly.

The streets are crowded with cars, just like a dream.

"Okay, from now on, this is our home!"

When Ufimotchev uttered this sigh, he turned to his wife and said:
"Anna, believe me, we will definitely live better here."

"Yes, is it true?"

Anna looked around nervously. This was a completely unfamiliar place.

"trust me."

Ufimchev nodded vigorously and said:
"I will find a job soon, and then we will have our own big house, our own car, and..."

Looking down at his daughter and son beside him, he said:
“They’ll have a good life, too.”

As an engineer at the Moscow Radio Engineering Institute, Ufimchev believed that his talents could be fully developed here.

This is also the reason why he left the Soviet Union and came to Chang'an from Hungary, because there his talents were buried, his contributions were swallowed up by others, and his discoveries were also not valued.

Like all newcomers, the Ufimchev family moved into a temporary apartment arranged by the government. While Anna took the children to learn the language in an official language training class, Ufimchev had already worked in a company.

"Mr. Ufimchev, do you speak English?"

In response to the interviewer's questions, Ufimchev answered quickly.

"I'm sorry, but English is not a compulsory subject in the Soviet Union. However, I can speak German."

German was a compulsory course in the Soviet Union because most of their technology came from Germany.

"Well, okay, let's communicate in German."

The interviewer looked through Ufimchev's information and saw that he was an outstanding radio expert.

Talent companies have never been exclusive, and in the past few years, every year there have been some experts coming from the other side of the Iron Curtain.

They came here through various channels with their families or alone. After that, these people used their talents in various fields.

For this reason, the company will never exclude any talent who meets the company's requirements.

So the interviewer started chatting with the radio expert from the other side in German, and they talked about more than just technical matters.

"So, one of the important reasons why you left the Soviet Union was because your academic achievements were seized by others, right?"

"Yes, sir, this has become a theorem in the Soviet Union. We must attach the names of our superiors to our papers and discoveries and even put them as the first author.

Just like last year, I published a paper titled "Edge Wave Behavior in Physical Diffraction Theory" in the Journal of the Moscow Institute of Radio Engineering.
I am the author of this paper, but there are several other authors in this paper.

In fact, they did not provide any help from the initial research to the final draft of this paper, but I had to write their names at the end because this is an unspoken rule in the Moscow scientific community.

If I don’t do this, I won’t even be able to survive in the scientific community, because these oligarchs have a monopoly on everything, including science.”

Ufimchev went on.

"So I chose to leave there. I didn't want to become a stepping stone for the academic oligarchs, nor did I want to be like them one day and become the same person I once hated, so I had to leave."

Listening to Ufimchev's explanation, the interviewer suddenly became curious.

"Mr. Ufimotchev, you are saying that the paper "Edge Wave Behavior in Physical Diffraction Theory" is your paper, right?"

"Yes, sir, that was the result of my three years of research. In my paper I mentioned..."

When Ufimchev was explaining some of the findings mentioned in his paper, he did not notice the change in the interviewer's expression, from surprise at first to joy later, and even that joy was difficult to suppress.

At the end, the interviewer even said in an excited tone:

"Haha, Mr. Ufimchev, I didn't expect it to be you. Well, welcome to join our company."

The interviewer said in a rather mysterious tone.

"And I'm sure you'll enjoy your next job."

(End of this chapter)